Estefan stood there, with the body of a 7 year old. He watched as the body of his mother transformed into a creature. It was a terrifying sight to see, the limps forcefully elongating which ripped the skin and muscle alike. The neck stretched from the body to reach far distance with ease and a face which had no eyes but an empty eye socket and cheeks ripped wide open with jagged teeth and a long tongue with sharp edges.
"That is my mother!" Estefan shouted, while tears fell from his eyes. "How dare you use my mother for such a mockery." He was enveloped in rage because his mother was the only one who ever truly loved him unlike others. To see someone who he loved and who cared for him truly be used in such a manner was unacceptable.
Estefan walked forward, each step he took made his body grow to a different age. And the final step before he got near made him reach the age which he was now, 19 year old Estefan raised his fist, the fist had enough resolve to shatter such an illusion of lies.
"Now begone." Those were the last words he uttered before he punched this monster with all his resolve and it was powerful. Powerful enough to shatter the illusion which he was entrapped in and he appeared outside.
Few minutes ago,
Zuriti places a trap, he had the power to create powerful mental illusions but this has a limitation as it depends on how weak his opponent was but Estefan was strong enough to handle it. Zuriti lures enemies towards the campfire and the fire itself was an enchantment where directly breathing the smoke results in falling into the illusion.
Zuriti stood up while laughing, "You fell for it." He said those words while walking towards Estafan whose eyes were white while his face stared towards the fire. "A brat who has no idea about this world yet he wanted to steal my revenge." Zuriti stood behind Estafan and raised an axe which wasn't sharp but was blunt.
But before it could reach his head, Estefan tiled his entire body to the side. Zuriti was startled to see that his illusion had failed and Estefan looked at Zuriti before standing back up, using the axe Zuriti tried to attack but it failed yet again because Estefan grabbed the forearm which was swinging the axe and then he punched the gut of Zuriti.
The punch was extremely powerful because Zuriti got flung back onto a tree while his hand remained with Estefan because Estefan was holding the arm of Zuriti and the punch was powerful enough for the hand to be ripped out.
Estefan walked forward while holding the arm of Zuriti, he then proceeded to thrash Zuriti with the arm until there was nothing left of both but all of a sudden he heard the laughter, "Having fun?" The voice he heard was coming from behind him.
He turned around and Zuriti remained on the tree log in the same position he was when Estefan first saw him.
It was confusing and when Estefan turned back while looking down, there was no corpse and he was not holding any arm as well. "Did you think it would be that easy?" Zuriti exclaimed, while snickering. "Come on now, if you think it's easy then you shouldn't even consider facing my master."
Estefan ran towards Zuriti and punched his face, shattering the skull and splattering the brain matter across the ground but he heard claps, Zuriti was standing while leaning against a tree. "Go on, keep it up." Again Estefan punched resulting in the death of Zuriti just for Zuriti to reappear and tease him on how he failed.
Time went by, Estefan slowly began to feel the fatigue in killing one person more than a hundred times but everytime he did it, the person reappeared with the corpse disappearing as if it never happened in the first place. "Odd isn't it." Zuriti said while yawning, "To face the opponent you constantly kill with ease reappearing over and over again." Estefan began to walk towards Zuriti with the intention to kill, which made him laugh more, "Go on, keep on trying to kill me."
But Estefan stopped, he was facing someone who used an illusion on him so doesn't it mean that he never escaped and is still trapped in the said illusion. Estefan raised his foot and stomped the ground. There was damage, debris and a smile but after some time, the ground turned back to normal.
"You figured it out." Zuriti said, while clapping although in a disrespectful manner. "Well even a monkey is bound to figure it out after being tricked more than a hundred times."
He did not lose his composure but rather remained still thinking about his options since he must escape before the enemy does anything to his physical body while his mind is busy in a world of illusion.
While Estefan was thinking, Zuriti continued to berate him. "No need to think hard, once you fall into my illusions then it's game over." He was bragging about his own strength, "I have been blessed by my master and there is no one who can defeat me with that blessing."
Estefan began to concentrate, it was his mind and this was a world of imagination. His intentions were to overpower it and shatter the illusion by channeling maximum amount of energy and exerting it outwards.
He began to focus, the energy which was flowing across his body began to flow faster with higher quantity with clear signs of releasing it. Zuriti in the physical world began to notice a difference, he tried to touch Estefan but the aura which was forming around Estefan's body gave Zuriti a shock powerful enough to send him back crashing.
"What the.." Zuriti cursed after feeling the pain falling back down on his ass. "Aura? Class Six!! How can a brat who's barely near his twenties be at Class Six.. impossible."
Zuriti was baffled to see this sight, Estefan cracked open the illusion by gushing a lot of energy into it. His enemy wasn't near his level which meant that the more he poured the less likely for his enemy to do anything since the energy is overwhelming.
After shattering the illusion, Estefan regained control of his body as he slowly stood up. The aura covered his body like an armour and Zuriti was simply trembling witnessing such a power. "I-Impossible." He stammered out of fear, Estefan stood there while looking down on the enemy who dared to use his mother as a tool to bring his morale down and had already decided to show no mercy whatsoever.